This is the Berlin Fashion Week, that is, the casting season. The fact that many idealize as glamorous life is actually the opposite. Since the models are not stars, they are interchangeable goods. Always on the call so that the booker can pursue you around the city at any time.
This is a free situation. If you are not asked as a model for castings, you are sitting at home and desperately waiting for a call. If you are asked, you rush from one casting to the next, often from ten to 20 in one day – of course, unpaid.
During the week of fashion, models often live in the so -called model common apartments that agencies provide. Often a kind of commandant hour is valid. You are not allowed to move on than four kilometers to be available for short -term casting at any time. In common apartments, they give advice on how to improve eating disorders. I also thought and saw how girls swallow orange juice to defeat hunger. My agent told me at the age of 14: “If you take five kilograms, you can get something of you from you.”
Rules against thin madness
The pressure in Berlin is still “harmless” in comparison with such fashion cities as Milan or Paris. Since the models have repeatedly collapsed and even died of malnutrition during castings or shows, sometimes it was measured that the size of the thigh was at least 88 centimeters. The cynical about this: who lied, this could not get a job. When in Paris it was presented that models needed a certificate that confirms the body mass index in the field of normal weight, it was criticized by designers. They saw this restriction of artistic freedom.
The procedure for castings is always the same and always equally humiliating: dozens of models sit in front of the door and wait in line in line until they can run within a few seconds. The competition is scanned from top to bottom: who is thinner? Who is more beautiful? After forever you can abandon your folder and gray hair: with the size, size of shoes and sizes. Products are checked with cold expression, including evaluated comments. The goods are then advanced on the conveyor tape. “Next!”
SuperGau: when you are actually booked. This is followed by the only “glamorous moment”: style. Checking hard reality follows. Behind the scenes, these are vanity and chaos, models and designers. Those who do not fit into clothes adapted to size 34/36 cause problems. Then he finally goes to the podium: the view is strictly directed at a distance, a thigh circle. In the head, the Council of the Running Coach GNTM Bryus-Dardell is buzzing: “The handbag should be alive.”
And the ghost ended so quickly. Then you sit at home with cracked self -esteem, empty wallet and hunger by bus. Hunger for real life – and on a juicy hinge, and not on cotton wool with orange juice.
